[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/10ZwtN7.jpg[/img][/center] Le Clothe raised an eyebrow as the cat who looked [i]exactly[/i] like one of his customers the previous day and after pouting about not wanting help with clothes had suddenly changed their mind. This entire trip for these two customers had been suspicious initially because of the shapeshifting, but their behavior was just [i]odd[/i]. Still though he decided to help his customer and [i]by the gods.[/i] As his hands loosened the bow just slightly he suddenly felt sick, although a second glance confirmed that yes, it was in fact there. But why would have the mage invited her into the stall if this was her doing? What was going on here? Le Clothe hadn't let go of the ribbon, and in fact loosened it so much the entire neck was visible as it had practically fallen off. [b]"... Stay. You in the stalls. Get out."[/b] Selvina left the stalls in a hurry, walking out with her robes obviously having been put on in a hurry. As Le Clothe looked back towards the kitten's neck and noticed it was cleared of injury the man turned between the two of them. [b]"Alright. I'm not sure exactly what's going on here, but I find it EXTREMELY odd that a cat that literally walked in here yesterday is suddenly with a new master and a complete personality change. Your familiar either has a twin and one of you is able to deceive the eye."[/b] Selvina seemed confused, then suddenly frightened as the man pulled out a wand and directed it at her. She didn't have spells prepared or anything, though the other hand remained around Sly's collar to prevent her from doing anything either. [b]"I have two questions for you, and you better answer them honestly or I'm going to be very unhappy."[/b] Sel gulped but nodded. [b]"Are you Prince Swen?"[/b] Sel nodded twice in affirmation after a moment's hesitation, eyes watering slightly at the unexpected chaos. [b]"Your style is the exact same, and the amount of money you bring is the exact same. Even the signs of wear are similar across your clothes. I don't know why, but if you are trying to disguise yourself for some reason I advise you get a new wardrobe entirely along with a better fashion sense."[/b] The mage looked down slightly, but nodded. For a second she seemed to calm down, but Le Clothe pushed their wand out further and watched as Sel crumpled a bit more. [b]"What do you know about the injury to her neck? The big, black, veiny mess that looks like someone poured acid on it for fun."[/b] Sel mumbled out everything she knew, about the fact that it hurt there when touched to Sly not being able to tell her and having never seen any sort of injury their either. Le Clothe lifted their wand, the magierprinz finally relaxing and taking a look around the room nervously. As the mage's eyes drifted up to Sly's clean neck though, she seemed confused. [color=gray]"Wha- what are you talking about? Sly, what's going on?"[/color] Sel had a couple of tears going down her cheeks, but hadn't put the entire story together yet due to the shock. [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/KDNoPCb.jpg[/img][/center] Maoin let out a yelp as a painful sensation ran up her hand when the sword was jolted out of it suddenly, clamoring to the ground. Though her complaint ended as the knight raised the tip of her sword threateningly against her throat, the cat gulping instinctively in nervousness and her eyes looking at the edge until it was withdrawn. [color=darkslateblue]"... T-thanks La-Lady Lightsword. A-Always glad to be of s-service."[/color] It was obvious she was a little afraid and her ears were dropped down - improved by the end of the fight? It felt like she'd been wrestling with a castle! It seemed that the cat recovered mostly from her state though by the time Lady Sorcha arrived and patted her on the head. She'd done her best, hadn't she? Maoin walked alone over to a nearby tree, hopping up to a comfortable branch and leaning against the trunk as she let her breaths flow in and out as she recovered from the duel. Her eyes looked on with some concern, though she was more worried about the knightess getting injured or Lady Sorcha having one of her fits than anything else. [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/HuFvrKV.jpg[/img][/center] Fia watched herself being dragged out of the room, offering minimal protest - what was she going to do, break free from Ritsa? As they left the building the phoenix finally gathered herself up enough to walk alongside the hydra - it would be up to the other girl to let go though, so for now they were still holding hands. [color=salmon]"... Ritsa ... stream is that way ..."[/color] Fia's tone was still naturally quiet as always, but she gave the hydra a slight smile as she prepared to be hauled off again. For now, she was wondering what implement she'd use to hunt fish - it wasn't ass if there was a spear just laying around somewhere - perhaps a nice, sturdy, thin branch would serve the same purpose? [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/NPEcX6A.png[/img][/center] Meowka looked up into the mage's eyes. [color=blue]"It's warm."[/color] And put her head back down after declaring her simple statement of fact towards the other woman, although after a few second of thinking she realized that she was hungry as food was once again mentioned. Well damn. Food or sleep ...? It was a hard choice, but ... after a couple of seconds the Meowka growled at a pair of the dolls animalistic manner before rising from her seat with a stretch and putting the glare towards her new owner. [color=blue]"Fine. Lead the way, oh mighty dolls."[/color] She felt a little upset for being used in such a base manner, but sighed as she realized her owner wasn't the sort to just let her lounge around, was she?